Overwhelming Beauty...

Here and there, in the past and present, the mistisism of sensuality has possesed me and used me the way it preferred.
Hunting eyes, fleshy red lips, soft and clear skin... All these superfitial but spectacular features that corrupts me and makes me weak. All these tempting ritual of seduction that makes me behave like a best.
First is the image and then the imagination. One single move, one simple look or a discreet rub are the embers to set the fire. The beginning of a long and exiting waiting, the creation of fantasies and the need to resolve.
This kind of sensations are contagious and the more I am concious of them the more I feel trapt into them.
This erotic game that plays with my minds and manages my attitude is all I need to generate interest, passion, love. Magical potion that charms every particule of my prey and makes it even more tasty, succulent. It's like a vampire seeking for human blood, they smell it from far away. I seek for beauty and I can smell it too.
But there's always this special kind, so different from the rest, unique. Like a magnet to my eyes and a delight for my heart, your overwhelming beauty screams loudly and enough to wake even dead. And suddenly it is all I see, all I hear and all I can feel. The paradise has become flesh and bones to my convenience and has been given a name, Danielle. All the reliefs and valleys decorating your figure and the rainbows coloring your eyes. The perfect piece of art to admire, the perfect sing to song, the perfect lover to love... my apple of desire.

*parce que vous provoquer des flammes chaud dans mon coeur*
Te amo!
Jess Mount